"With whom" He continued.
"I don't think that's any of your concern," I said while turning to leave. If he was going to be rude to me then I would be too. If he was going to show his unnecessary arrogance to me then I would too.
I had enough of his unnecessary remarks and questions. As I stepped out of the office and closed the door, I heard the voice of glass shattering. I quickly dropped my purse on the ground and rushed inside his office and saw pieces of glass on the floor and his hand bleeding.
"Mr. James, what the heck are you doing? Don't you know if a piece of the glass would be stuck in your skin, it would pain too much and why did you even break the glass in the first place? Are you angry with me-" I rambled but he cut him off.
"Leave" he ordered.
"I can't, I need to wipe the blood from your hand and clean your office-" he cut me off again.
